"If you hesitate any longer, pack up and leave in ten minutes." Bai Ming'an stared at him, and the manager immediately felt a creepy feeling, as if he was confronting a poisonous snake.

"Okay, okay, please wait a moment, I'll call right away." The manager on duty was shocked. He didn't dare to offend Bai Ming'an, so he quickly stepped aside and took out his mobile phone. After all, he could come to such a spin.

The people who dine in the restaurant are all rich or noble, but someone who can easily throw out two million and directly cover the entire nightclub in the revolving restaurant is probably not an ordinary person. How can he afford to offend?

"Tell him my name is Bai Ming'an and let him arrive within ten minutes." Bai Ming'an said coldly.

"Yes, yes, I'll call Mr. Huang right away." The manager didn't dare to neglect. He dared to introduce himself and call Mr. Huang by his first name. His background must be extraordinary.

He covered his ears and ran to the side to make a phone call. Liang Chen didn't say anything, but just watched with cold eyes, wanting to see what Bai Ming'an was going to sing.[

Zhao Yingxiang also sat aside and fell silent, as if she had already become accustomed to Bai Ming'an's style of doing things.

Bai Ming'an stopped talking and continued to sit there and look at the changing night scene outside as the restaurant rotated, maintaining his superior silence.

At this moment, the manager on duty had finished the phone call and walked over quietly with a fearful look on his face, "Mr. Bai, Mr. Huang is just reviewing documents at the group headquarters and will be there soon. Please wait a moment." He had probably already.

Through the conversation with Mr. Huang, I vaguely understood that Tian Mingjue was an extraordinary person.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a ding in the elevator opposite. Then, the door opened, and a tall man with a humble smile on his face almost hunched over and trotted over. There was already a faint trace of blood on his forehead.

Layer Khan came over and said, "Young Master An, I'm really sorry. I didn't know you were dining here. I'm late. I'm really sorry for being late." His tone was full of fear, as if the person sitting opposite him was a superior person.

emperor, and he was just an ordinary minister.

"Well, it's not too late." Bai Ming'an snorted, and it was unclear whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied.

"Master Hua, it is our honor for Tiandong Pavilion that you come to dine here. Tonight's meal is mine. Just order whatever you like. I'll wait here." Huang Zhenyong felt more and more upset when he saw Bai Ming'an's uneasy expression.

Uneasy, the cold sweat on my back became more and more intense, and it had already soaked through my white shirt.

"No, you don't have the qualifications to let me waive the order yet. You may be forced to do so when the order comes, but it can only be forced." Bai Ming'an waved his hand, not giving Huang Zhenyong any face.

Huang Zhenyong's face turned red, but he didn't dare to say a word. He just bowed, nodded and replied, "That's it, that's it."

"Let me tell you something. Tiandong Pavilion was sold to me for 100 million. There is no need to bargain. I know that you are now in a state of wealth and failure. Because of poor management, you have suffered losses for seven consecutive years, and the annual debt ratio is 10%.

The number of employees is increasing at a rate of five. The original 874 employees have now been laid off to 327. There is also a new round of layoffs plan. The plan was just made three days ago. So, sell it to me for 100 million.
Chapter completed!